What Do You Mean My Cute Disciples Are Yanderes? - Chapter 1248 Dominating The Demon Lord

Lin Youning had spent her life in hardship, enduring everything until her son finally became the top scholar. Just as she was ready to enjoy her twilight years, Gu Yixuan’s visit made her so furious she choked—and died.Reborn, Lin Youning has only one goal: to live well and die of natural causes.

Leon and his father, Artorias, are the last remaining scions of a once powerful and illustrious family of lightning mages. After barely surviving an attack that destroyed their home fifteen years ago, they now live in the dangerous Northern Vales, a desolate wilderness far away from civilization. But those who want them dead are strong, patient, and relentless, and it is only a matter of time before they find the two they seek...

In his first life, he was the legendary hero who achieved the impossible, slaying the Demon King. But his reward wasn't glory, it was betrayal. Feared by the gods who ruled the world, they conspired to strike him down, murdering him without mercy.But Kai's soul managed to reincarnate in a modern and ordinary Japan. However, after a tragic accident on Earth, Kai returns to the world where he was once killed.Lyla, the tenth goddess and the only one who didn't betray him, never stopped watching him, she has waited for this moment for centuries. Her love is as vast as the universe... and just as dangerous. To protect her favorite, she has sacrificed her power to grant him a tool never seen before, The System.Now, Kai with no memory of his first life and Lyla must navigate a world fractured into nineteen kingdoms, dominated by the religions of the other nine corrupt gods who feast on the faith of the masses. With an obsessive goddess by his side and a power that grows constantly, Kai begins his grand revenge.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…